in building bold façades,
structures to ward
grief and recognition,
[loss and never-knowing]
we catch between
the vanity of warm flesh
and dark dreams of decay.
erecting battlements and towers,
denial the foundation stone -
our daily breath
within that lie
locks life from open air and truth,
from field and hallowed sky
where walls, however ancient,
cannot crumble.
our cornerstone -
entropy
ever defeats us
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